Jinghong knife

Qingming knelt in the cave in a daze. He had never seen the Lord lose such a big temper. He really didn't dare to disobey Chu Hanyang anymore, but that person just walked out, waiting for him outside. What will it be?

The pain in Qing Ming's heart made him suffocate. That person, his master, who was as handsome as a god, went out alone, without any internal strength, to face dozens of ruthless and powerful killers.

Suddenly Qingming thought of something, he stood up abruptly, and ran out in a panic, if the Lord is dead, then what's the point of him kneeling here!Then what's the point of his life!

With red eyes, Qing Ming stumbled outside and stumbled to the place where Chu Hanyang and Xie Luo were fighting in embarrassment.

At this time, the two were still fighting together, the sound of swords colliding continued to be heard, the murderous aura was overflowing, and they all shot mercilessly, as if they must kill each other.

Both of them had scars of different sizes, but in comparison, Chu Hanyang, who still had no internal strength, was heavier.

But even so, his eyes were still terrifyingly calm, revealing a kind of silent madness, such a Chu Hanyang, even Xie Luo, who was fighting with him, couldn't help being frightened.

This person exhausted his inner strength, yet he was still able to fight him till now!

How could Xie Luo fail to see that Chu Hanyang's moves were all killer moves, without any sloppiness, no matter in terms of reaction or experience, he was not inferior to him, and even his moves were more vicious than him.

This is not the martial arts of Judao Valley, this is the killing method of only those who have climbed down from the field of life and death!

Qingming stared blankly at the two figures constantly flickering, the movement of one of them made him feel terrified and familiar at the same time, and the very ordinary but cold-looking dagger looked even more familiar.

Once, it almost wiped its own throat.

It turns out that the master is the one who killed the building... It turns out that the one who almost killed me was the master... It turns out that the master has spared my life...

Although Qing Ming had only fought against Chu Hanyang who was transformed into a blood blade once, he had only seen the terrifying blade and fierce Wushuang's moves once, and he would never forget them, firmly engraved in his mind.

It's just that, at that time, I couldn't drive Chu Hanyang to the madness he is today.

The murderous intent in Chu Hanyang's eyes was almost condensed into substance, and there was an abnormal calm in his eyes. He hadn't felt this kind of life-and-death crisis for many, many years. The last time he encountered this kind of situation was because his calmness kept him alive.

This time, he will definitely survive and teach that disobedient man a lesson.

The sharp dagger flew across the air, and the afterimages left by the cold light almost joined together to form deadly lotus flowers.

Xie Luo suddenly saw Chu Hanyang turn his wrist, turn around and kick his waist and abdomen, his heart skipped a beat, instead of turning sideways to dodge, he threw himself forward instead.

A sound of breaking wind came from beside his ears, Xie Luo felt a pain in his waist and abdomen, and took the kick squarely, but avoided the ghostly blade attacking from his left hand.

Sure enough, he was secretly startled, if he had just avoided it, he might have been hit by this time, Xie Luo just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but felt a sudden pain in his right chest.

He looked up in surprise, only to see a pair of extremely cold eyes, indifferent, empty and numb, not like ordinary people, and there was a dagger in the right hand that was originally empty!

Two-handed knife!What Chu Hanyang used was a two-handed knife!

Xie Luo was shocked, spit out a big mouthful of blood, and hurriedly retreated, he screamed: "This subordinate admits defeat, please be merciful, Master Gu!"

Xie Luo had a fishy smell in his mouth, and felt a little bitter in his heart. In fact, Chu Hanyang had already won.

According to the rules of the Bloody Trial, if you can kill ten Bloody Guards, you will pass the test, but he didn't say this because he has selfish intentions, and he wants to see how far Chu Hanyang can do it.

But he didn't expect that Chu Hanyang was forced into an abnormal state by him. In this state, his relatives did not recognize him, and people blocked and killed Buddhas, and he seemed to be insane.

Xie Luo's expression changed drastically. Before he could say a second sentence, two blades of Chu Hanyang had already hit him. He felt pain in both hands and feet at the same time, and he stepped back suddenly. The limbs were bloody instantly, and they were almost broken by the knife.

At this time, Xie Luo finally felt a fear in his heart. He frantically wanted to avoid Chu Hanyang's knife, but no matter where he went, Chu Hanyang's knife edge followed.

In the end, Xie Luo himself was a little desperate, he knew that he would pay the price with his life for his waywardness.

He closed his eyes in despair, and from the corner of his vision, he saw two stern blades whizzing towards him, the blades cut through the air and made a sharp sound, like a ghost crying, and he could only wait bitterly for the coming of death.

However, after a while, he didn't feel the pain of the blade piercing his body.

Xie Luo opened his eyes in doubt, and saw a person hugging him tightly from behind Chu Hanyang, stopping Chu Hanyang's crazy behavior.

"My lord." There was a hint of tremor and fear in the low and hoarse voice.

who?Who is speaking?

Chu Hanyang looked back at Qingming blankly, his pupils constricted without any waves.

Someone hugs me... I can't move my knife... Kill him, kill them all...

Xie Luo stared at Chu Hanyang's bodyguard tightly hugging Chu Hanyang's body, and was startled again. He sternly shouted: "Go away! He's possessed! At this moment, he doesn't recognize anyone, even You will kill too!"

Qing Ming trembled, not only did not let go of his hand, but hugged it even tighter, he murmured: "My lord, it's over, it's all over, let go."

However, Chu Hanyang really didn't seem to recognize him, his arms were tightly bound, and when he turned his wrist, he heard the sound of a weapon sinking into his flesh. Chu Hanyang's dagger had already been inserted into Qingming's waist.

Qingming groaned, but still refused to let go, Chu Hanyang's eyes turned cold, his arm twitched, and the knife stabbed him in the shoulder again.

In the end, he let go of the two weapons directly, clasped Qingming's neck with one hand, and slowly tightened his palms tightly, while Qingming always looked at him calmly, with gentle and sad eyes.

He said with difficulty in a hoarse voice: "Master, it's over, let's go home, go home..."

Going home······We·······Who am I with?

Chu Hanyang watched indifferently as Qing Ming's face gradually paled due to suffocation, and he was stained with an abnormal blush. His body trembled in pain, but he never struggled or resisted, and finally fell down powerlessly, with large patches of bruises on his body. Blood began to spread.

"Qing······························qingming!"

His empty eyes gradually regained their brightness, Chu Hanyang was startled when he saw the fallen figure in front of him, and he grabbed Qing Ming who was about to collapse on the ground.

However, Qing Ming closed his eyes and his face was pale. Chu Hanyang's eyes became bloody and crazy almost instantly. At this moment, Xie Luo stumbled over, regardless of Chu Hanyang's desire to cut him into pieces. With a sharp gaze, he quickly tapped Qingming's body a few times with his fingers, and then sprinkled a bottle of medicinal powder on him.

Qing Ming couldn't help but let out a violent cough, and finally opened his eyes again.

"My lord." Qing Ming looked at Chu Hanyang and called out, his voice was hoarse, not as deep and melodious as before.

Chu Hanyang's throat moved, and he stared at him for a long time, but finally turned his eyes away, said nothing, and gently supported him to the side to sit down. After a while, he sighed and turned around with his hands behind his back. Staring at Xie Luo.

"Impressed?"

Xie Luo's eyes dimmed, and he sighed, "I'm convinced."

He is not an opponent, and he has not forgotten that Chu Hanyang never used any internal strength when fighting him.

With a wave of Xie Luo's hand, all the blood-clothed guards appeared and knelt down towards Chu Hanyang, and Xie Luo also lifted his robe and knelt down.

"Xie Luo, the leader of the Blood Guards, led the remaining 40 subordinates who are willing to follow the Valley Lord for life, never betray, and swear by blood!"

After talking about all the blood-clothed guards including Xie Luo, he took out a knife, cut the palm of his right hand without hesitation, and dripped blood on the ground.

In the 28th year of Hongli, this is the most solemn oath in the arena.

Chu Hanyang glanced at them lightly, nodded, and slightly closed his eyes.

"I'm tired, take me to your place to rest. Find a car."

Xie Luo was slightly surprised, but still followed his instructions to find a carriage. He wanted to help Qing Ming, who had been silent at the side, into it, but Qing Ming frowned, and didn't want to sit in the carriage.

The master's injury is also very serious, he...

Just as Qing Ming was about to say something, he saw Chu Hanyang walking over impatiently, cutting off with a palm without saying a word, a trace of surprise flashed in Qing Ming's eyes, but he didn't dare to dodge, and lost consciousness with a shake of his body.

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